[ Second by second, Mamoru can feel his pleasure growing. With her perfection, with the smooth and easy movements that drown him in pleasure. Inch by inch, he travels closer to the crest, closer to the blinding orgasm that's a cultivation of all of their work. ]
Usagi...
[ Heavy, ragged breath betrays the coming climax. ]
no subject
Usagi...
[ Heavy, ragged breath betrays the coming climax. ]
Almost...
[ It's a warning. It's a promise. ]